Novel & Cerita Harlequin Rabbit Beastars

He raised his hand briefly in acknowledgement. When Beast reached the monitoring room TK punched him playfully in the arm but it still hurt a little. "What the hell was that for?" "Making me loose ten bucks. The fat girl came back AND she talked to your ugly ass." He shrugged and hoped he had hidden his smile. "Oh…well I didn't scare her off, that's for sure." TK clapped him on his back to show that he was just kidding. Christopher felt kind of good. When everyone had returned to their work he flipped the monitor back to the gym.

She wasn't here to bargain with the Franzels, but instead, she was there to remind them that she was no longer the weak person that they had always been her as. "This bitch—” Scarlet said angrily as she got up, her claws ready to tear Sandra down, but Sandra just stared at her body like she had better things to do than to be here with them. "Shut up, and sit. The Fuck Down,” Sandra said, her voice coming out in growls, as her nails elongated and tuned into werewolf claws. Her eyes were golden, like a true luna’s eyes. Without saying another word, Scarlet Framzel instantly shut up, and sat down like she was commanded to, an action that shocked everyone at the table but not more than Aztec Mar

"Berserker needs to eat." Knowing I should just leave it alone, I asked the question. "Berserker?" Asher gave me a toothy smile. "My bear: Berserker. Your tiger is Junior. Taryk's panther is Smoke. Atlas' wolf is Mr. Hyde. Ransom is Tonto. And Saint is Ten." He made a face at the last man. "You took all my fun by already having a name for your inner beast." "Thank Gaia for that," Saint said.

Android condemned it. “Android!” Zinnia looked at her dog. "Bad boy." Zinnia added. No way, you're a good boy now, Android. You belong to me. Lucas immediately stroked his dog's head. Zinnia walked closer to Lucas and took Android in her arms. Its hands were slightly touching when Zinnia took over Android. Lucas follows Zinnia inside, where Android is about to be injected with anti-rabies.

His heart was frozen, filled with tar. He was a Beast. And nothing would change him. He was a skilled manipulator. One that made you doubt yourself. More than physical torture, he aimed for mental one. A part of me was worried. Even scared for this man with warm eyes. He looked like he hadn’t faced the darkness of this world. Like he wasn’t tainted with the filth I was sinking deep in. For some reason, I wanted to keep it that way. ***

He really felt a shiver down his spine at that moment, as if he had turned into prey for a powerful beast. It was fortunate that Esmeralda held his hand tightly the entire time, so it decided not to Alex in the end. The War Rabbit’s back was covered in armor, yet the people standing on top of it could maintain their balance effortlessly, no matter how much it jumped or ran. That was because there was a formation around the back of the War Rabbit’s armor. ‘This rabbit is amazing. It’s so quick!’ Alex asked under his breath. “Is this a real rabbit, or just a mimic?’

The Queen of the Snow Leopards, Asha. The Black Cat of Misfortune, Felix. The White Snake of Serenity, Pearl. The Pink Rabbit of Fortune, Fortuna. Not long ago, they became my contracted beast (though there aren’t any contract between us). The Alpha of the Fenrir wolves, Dómr. My dad’s contracted beast. Is there really a chance for us to win…? Me, Restia, Felix and Fortuna are riding on Forsjá’s back— while running across the forest with Asha and Pearl.

The six rabbits stopped resisting and embraced the misty fog… Their eyes began shining, and their small bodies began shaking… The symbols of the stone plate reached the rabbits the moment they absorbed the mana of the big rat mana stones The runic symbols, like chains, circled them and tied up around their bodies… Like tattoos, carved on their skin, circulating the absorbed mana and using it to apply the [Beast Enchantment] That night…I saw something that I haven’t seen since I was in the abyss… Thorn flesh…fractured bones…spilled blood…in regenerating and breaking over and over again in an unending cycle of torment and agony…

she snapped, “I need to get back the shop before the boss has my head. Is this about the Bloody Barbies again?” Bloody Barbie was the nickname Maria gave to the murders ever since she’d gotten involved as a suspect. It was an apt name. Each crime scene that had been investigated was painted red with each victim’s blood, and in each one there would be a bloody doll left behind (though, not exactly a Barbie), no less than three feet away from the body.

His restraint was hanging by a thread. And then she spoke. Barely above a whisper. “Mate.” It came from those sinful lips that promised unspeakable pleasures. I lost it. We lost it. The beasts surged, their overpowering energy pouring through me like molten fire. Dark. Fierce. Consuming. Then she did it. What she should never have done. She ran. Oh… Little Bambi just made my beasts very, very excited. “ Seems like we have a little rabbit on our hands,” Lokar said, his voice laced with feral delight, crazed, electric.